What I Like In A Good Author

How Many Of Our Daydreams Would Darken Into Nightmares If There Seemed Any Danger Of Their Coming True!

We Should Nourish Our Souls On The Dew Of Poesy, And Manure Them As Well.

What Joy Can The Years Bring Half So Sweet As The Unhappiness They've Taken Away?

Don't Tell Friends Their Social Faults; They Will Cure The Fault And Never Forgive You.

We Need Two Kinds Of Acquaintances, One To Complain To, While To The Others We Boast.